Transmigrating Female Supreme: The Peerless Husband Depends on Me

On the day of the banquet, since Liang Junze and Gu Qingyan were both pregnant, everyone unanimously decided to let Lin Yuxuan accompany Su Yue to the banquet.

Su Yue dressed up carefully, wearing a light blue gown, looking elegant and handsome.

Lin Yuxuan also cleaned up neatly, patted his chest and said, "Yuer, don't worry, I'm here!"

Su Yue smiled and nodded: "Then I'll rely on you."

The two of them got into the carriage and drove to the banquet venue.

Inside the carriage, Lin Yuxuan kept talking, trying to ease Su Yue's tension.

Arriving at the place, Lin Yuxuan handed over the visiting card, and someone greeted them and led them in. There were already quite a few people inside, and Su Yue and Lin Yuxuan attracted everyone's attention as soon as they entered. The reason was simple: they were really eye-catching.

Su Yue had skin as white as cream, rosy cheeks, and bright, deep eyes. Lin Yuxuan, on the other hand, was tall and straight, with a handsome face and a touch of scholarly grace.

Everyone was whispering, "Who are these two? They are so outstanding."

Someone stepped forward and bowed, asking, "What are your names?"

Su Yue politely returned the greeting: "I am Su Yue, and this is my husband, Lin Yuxuan."

Lin Yuxuan also clasped his fists with an unruly smile on his face.

At this time, everyone exclaimed, it turned out to be "Su Jieyuan".

Su Yue smiled and bowed to everyone, saying humbly: "Everyone, thank you for your kindness. Su Yue is here to pay her respects."

Lin Yuxuan straightened his back, his face full of pride, as if he had also benefited from it.

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "Su Jieyuan really has an extraordinary temperament."

Others echoed: "It is an honor to meet Su Jieyuan today."

Su Yue was praised so much that her face became stiff with smile.

Lin Yuxuan strode to Su Yue, crossed his arms, and said loudly, "Everyone, my wife must be very tired after coming all the way here. Please let her rest for a while."

Everyone then realized that their enthusiasm was a bit excessive and responded with a smile.

Su Yue looked at Lin Yuxuan gratefully and breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Yuxuan winked at Su Yue and whispered, "I can't let you be besieged by them."

At this time the prefect also arrived.

Everyone bowed quickly and said in unison, "Greetings, Your Excellency the Prefect."

The prefect waved his hand, his eyes fell directly on Su Yue, and said with a smile: "Su Jieyuan, you must show your talents today."

Su Yue stepped forward and replied respectfully, "Thank you for your praise, sir. I will do my best."

The prefect nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, let's start the banquet."

An old man stepped forward, stroked his beard, and said loudly, "Today, we are going to write an impromptu poem on the theme of 'Snow Scene'. How about that?"

Everyone nodded in agreement and began to think deeply.

Su Yue also frowned slightly, quickly composing a poem in her mind.

Lin Yuxuan looked at Su Yue nervously and whispered, "Yuer, you have to work harder."

A woman dressed in white strolled out, her expression leisurely, and slowly recited: "Snowflakes flutter across the sky, blanketing thousands of homes in silver. The winter plum blossom stands proudly in the wind, smiling, its delicate fragrance lingering alone to accompany the moonlight."

Everyone couldn't help but applaud and cheer: "Wonderful! This snow scene is depicted so vividly!"

Another young woman stepped forward: "White snow covers the mountains and rivers, jade trees and branches reflect the sky. Her icy skin and jade bones are proud in the cold, pear blossoms dancing in the wind fall all over her shoulders."

Everyone praised again: "What a great poem, what a beautiful artistic conception!"

Su Yue listened carefully, pondering in her mind and searching for the right verses.

At this time, everyone looked in Su Yue's direction.

Su Yue felt everyone's gaze, took a deep breath, walked forward calmly, raised her head slightly, and spoke in a clear voice: "Snow falls silently in the long, silent night, I fish alone in the cold river, my shadows become a pair. Thousands of miles of ice cover the mountains, and plum blossoms bloom on the branches with a wisp of fragrance."

Everyone was stunned at first, and then burst into warm applause and cheers.

"What a great song 'Snow falls silently and the night is long'! Su Jieyuan is indeed very talented!" someone said excitedly.

"The artistic conception and the choice of words are so wonderful!" another person praised it highly.

Lin Yuxuan stood aside with his chest puffed out proudly, his face full of smiles.

A middle-aged woman stepped forward and said with a smile, "This time, the theme is 'Homesickness'. Please come in."

Everyone fell into deep thought, and after a while, some people came forward to recite.

"The bright moon shines on my long journey, and I shed tears as I look at my hometown from afar. The autumn wind blows and my heart is in turmoil. I cannot return home and I cannot sleep peacefully." A woman recited with sorrow.

"Cooking smoke curls around the village, a loving mother waits by the door for her son to return. Mountains and rivers separate her from her longing for him, a letter from home is worth a thousand pieces of gold and can express her heart." An old man recited with a vicissitudes of life voice.

Everyone was immersed in this strong atmosphere of homesickness, and their eyes unconsciously turned to Su Yue again, their eyes full of expectation.

Su Yue stepped forward and said slowly, "I left home when I was young and returned when I was old, but my accent remains unchanged and my hair has turned gray. Children meet me without knowing me, and they ask me where I come from with a smile."

When everyone heard this, there was silence at first, and then thunderous applause broke out.

"This poem has a profound artistic conception, and it fully expresses the vicissitudes and helplessness of a wanderer returning home. It's wonderful!" someone exclaimed loudly.

"Su Jieyuan is truly talented. He can compose such classic poems effortlessly. I admire you so much!" Another person said with admiration on his face.

The prefect also nodded frequently, his eyes full of admiration: "Su Jieyuan's poem is very moving."

Lin Yuxuan excitedly waved his fist and shouted, "Yuer, good job!"

Su Yue muttered in her heart: "This is an ancient poem that has been passed down for thousands of years, how can it be bad?"

Su Yue lowered her head, thinking secretly, her heartbeat quickened a little, for fear that someone would see through her secret.

Lin Yuxuan was chatting with everyone on the side and didn't notice Su Yue's abnormality.

Su Yue secretly raised her eyes to observe the reactions of the people around her, praying in her heart that it would not be discovered that this poem was not her original work.

At this moment, a slender woman stepped out of the crowd, bowed, and said, "Since Su Jieyuan has such a fine work, I would like to offer one too. 'Leaning alone on a high building, I gaze at my hometown. Clouds obscure the moon, and the road is long. The wind shakes and the falling flowers add to my melancholy. I am drunk and the poem is finished, tears welling up in my clothes.'"

Everyone applauded: "This poem has a unique charm!"

Su Yue also nodded in praise, and the tension in her heart eased a little.

Next came the arithmetic problem.

A gentleman in a gray gown stepped forward, cleared his throat, and said, "There is a merchant who buys goods for three taels of silver and wants to sell them for five taels of silver. What is his profit?"

Everyone lowered their heads to think, and Su Yue also frowned slightly, calculating silently in his mind.

After a while, someone raised his hand and said, "The profit is two taels of silver."

The gentleman who had asked the question shook his head and said seriously, "No, the profit calculation should be based on the profit margin. You need to divide the profit by the purchase price. The answer should be two-thirds."

Everyone suddenly understood and nodded.

Then, the teacher asked another question: "A merchant has a certain amount of goods. On the first day, he sells half of them plus one piece. On the second day, he sells half of the remaining goods plus two pieces. On the third day, he sells half of the remaining goods plus three pieces. At this time, all the goods are sold out. How many pieces of goods do he have originally?"

Everyone was lost in thought, while Su Yue picked up a pen and started writing and drawing on the paper, his eyes focused and his expression serious.

Su Yue raised her head and said confidently: "The original goods were 42 pieces."

Everyone looked at him in surprise. The gentleman who had set the question had a glint of surprise in his eyes and asked, "Su Jieyuan, how did you calculate that?"

Su Yue explained calmly, "Let's work our way back. On the third day, half of the remaining items plus three items were sold out, which means half of the remaining items on the third day were three items, so at the beginning of the third day, there were 6 items. On the second day, half of the remaining items plus two items were sold, leaving 6 items, so at the beginning of the second day, there were 16 items. On the first day, half of the remaining items plus one item were sold, leaving 16 items, so the original inventory was 42 items."

After hearing this, everyone suddenly understood and praised Su Yue's quick thinking. The prefect also smiled and nodded in approval.

As soon as Su Yue got on the carriage, she collapsed on Lin Yuxuan like a deflated ball, mumbling weakly, "Ah Xuan, this banquet is really killing me. I'm so tired."

Lin Yuxuan patted Su Yue's back gently and said with a distressed look on his face: "You've worked hard. Take a good rest first."

Su Yue rubbed against Lin Yuxuan and found a comfortable position: "You are more comfortable here. I really want to fall asleep like this."

Lin Yuxuan carefully carried Su Yue down from the carriage, his movements gentle, for fear of waking her up. He walked into the room and gently placed Su Yue on the bed.

Su Yue frowned slightly, mumbling in her sleep: "Don't make any noise, let me sleep a little longer."

Lin Yuxuan covered Su Yue with the quilt, sat beside the bed, looked at her tired face, and said softly, "Kissed your forehead and say sleep well. You've worked hard today." Then he walked out of the room quietly and closed the door.